Chapter Twelve
Angel knew there was something wrong this time. The address his contact gave as a safe house was way too shady. Even though it appeared hidden, it looked big. But he decided to go with it. His tactic was always to strike first. But this time his opponent was a step or two ahead of him. So he gave up staying hidden from plain sight after two hours of no one being around. He began to feel infuriated at this mishap.
He moved to his car and made a quick phone call to his informer. This time it won't be pretty, he thought to himself.
He made the phone call and waited, glaring at his image through the side mirror.